What do I do now?” “I don’t know. Fade away, perhaps. Or find another role.
And did I pass?" The face of the old woman on my right was unreadable in the gathering dusk. On my left the younger woman said, "You don't pass or fail at being a person, dear.
I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.
I will be brave, thought Coraline. No, I am brave.
The wise man knows when to keep silent. Only the fool tells all he knows.
Names come and names go.